Yet the Heavenly Dao was fickle, and the affairs of the world seldom went as people wished.
Qing Chen's offensive surged like a raging tide, holding nothing back, unstoppable!
Driven by three drops of blood essence, the Mother-Son Thundershadow Swords hummed with what sounded faintly like rolling thunder, becoming two intertwined lightning serpents, one silver and one purple, that tore through the air and plunged straight down!
Though he was only at the peak of the sixth layer of Qi Refining, the blood and qi tempered by the Brahma Demon-Refining Art already far surpassed those of others at his level.
Even an ordinary enhancement with his blood and qi could rival a mid-grade magical artifact. Now, burning three drops of blood essence regardless of the cost to unleash Blood Qi Manifestation, he produced a terrifying might!
All that violent power poured into the Mother-Son Thundershadow Swords, and their sword light swelled!
Before a slash bearing the crushing force of thunder, the spiritual light barrier Cao Banxian had desperately conjured was as thin and fragile as rice paper.
Crack-!
It held for only an instant before shattering with a crash, scattering into a skyful of firefly lights.
Despair had only just flashed through Cao Banxian's eyes when Qing Chen's sinister, insidious Demon Seed divine sense burrowed viciously into his sea of consciousness like a festering sore clinging to bone!
It scattered his spiritual awareness, immediately slowing the circulation of spiritual power throughout his body by thirty percent.
Lightning and Sword Qi wove into a net, trapping him firmly within and sealing every route of retreat.
The Mysterious Scale Soft Armor he wore, a superior-grade inner armor that Qi Refining Stage cultivators could only dream of, flickered rapidly with spiritual light;
it wailed incessantly beneath the relentless barrage, fine cracks already appearing